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Joe Marflak

Joe Marflak

Maybe You

The last cigarette,
glowing
to the end
smoke rises,
killing to fill your hunger
I’m telling you
its no good my friend
does the cough get you off
or is it the tar
from your finger tips
to the smell of your car
I wonder

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Run

i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
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The Wise Whisper

I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…
expressions

expressions endless as the horizon from high to low washing away as the tides do some so afraid to smile for risk o…
deeply unfinished

I don’t understand let me through let me through I have two hands just like you yet mine have been scarred and bro…
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Why

why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
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Media

Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
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Leave Eye's Levis

Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
Fakebook

We all sit here and take a look. Comparing lives on a fake book, seeing how you’re photoshopped fac… For what, just to pass some time.
Friend To Who

Just a machine yet theres still a bad heart left nested into nothing, beating to a false dream Coincidences in the colors but not from one to another’s We are all a child at one point...
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Delerious

These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
Blackout Pass Out

How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
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changes

The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
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Love

love is like a rollercoaster you build up all these emotions like fear of falling and suspense of reaching the top, anticipation and its purest, once you get up the hill you have to mak...
Forgotten

There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
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Shadow

Shadows, A sad man’s reflection all to hide his complexion you can try to run or hide but your shadow is your dark side
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